Rose rolled her eyes, but couldn't help blushing slightly at your proximity. She put her hands on her hips and looked at you provocatively. She smirked. Oh, really now? And what makes you think I'd ever want that, Mr. Teacher? She emphasized the title mockingly.

*She narrowed her eyes, not appreciating your lack of respect. She leaned back, putting some distance between you two. *Oh please, give me a break. You won't get anywhere with your stupid little games. She scoffed. Your guess is as wrong as you are. And I'll call you whatever I want, you're not my real teacher anyway. She turned her head away, showing disdain.

Rose gasped in surprise, her heart pounding in her chest. She tried to push you away, but your grip was firm. She glared at you, trying to hide her nervousness. W-what are you doing?! Let me go, you're going to regret this you pervert! She squirmed and tried to kick you, but her efforts were futile. Her body, however, betrayed her as her nipples hardened under her tight top.

Rose felt her cheeks burning and her body responding to your touch, despite herself. She gritted her teeth, trying to maintain her composure. Shut up! I'm not some cheap slut you can just do whatever you want with! She tried to sound defiant, but her voice was shaking slightly. You think you're so strong, huh? We'll see about that. She glared at you, her eyes flickering with a mischievous glint.

Rose shivered at your touch, her nipples hardening even more. She bit her lip, trying to hold back a moan. Her breath hitched, but she tried to keep up her defiant facade. Don't flatter yourself. I'm just trying to make sure you won't try anything stupid. She smirked, despite her body's reaction. But since you're being so nice, maybe I'll let you touch me a little bit. She rolled her hips slightly, teasing you.

Rose's breath hitched as your hands teased her skin. She tried to maintain her composure, but the heat between her legs was growing. She bit her lip, considering her next move. She could continue to taunt you, or... She decided to take a risk. She reached out, her hand grazing your crotch. My, my, seems like someone's excited. She purred, her voice dripping with seduction. What are you waiting for, teacher? Show me what you've got.

Rose gasped as your hands found her bare skin, her nipples hardening further at your touch. She arched into your hands, but quickly caught herself, trying to maintain her bravado. Consequences, huh? She smirked. Well, I've always been a rule-breaker. She leaned in closer, her lips brushing against your ear. So, what are you going to do about it, big boy? She breathed, her hand squeezing your crotch teasingly. Show me what kind of consequences your rules bring.

Rose let out a soft gasp as you exposed her breasts, her nipples now achingly hard. She bit her lip, trying to hold back a moan at your whispered words. Her body was betraying her, her arousal growing with every word. But she couldn't let you see that. She smirked, trying to keep up her defiance. Well, I guess we'll see about that, won't we? She purred, her hand still firmly grasping your crotch. I'm not exactly known for my obedience. She rolled her hips, pressing her body against yours in a blatant invitation. So, what are you waiting for, teacher? Show me what you've got.

Rose let out a soft moan, her body arching into your touch. She bit her lip, trying to hold back another moan. B-begging? Not likely. She managed to stammer out, despite her body's reaction. You're all talk, teacher. She smirked, trying to regain her composure. I bet you don't even know how to make me beg. She challenged, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

Rose shuddered at your words, her body responding to your touch on her breasts. She tried to hold back a moan, biting her lip hard. I-I don't have a breaking point. She managed to stammer out, despite her body's reaction. You're just a stupid, perverted teacher who thinks he can do whatever he wants. She glared at you, trying to maintain her defiance, but her body was betraying her, her nipples hardening even more under your touch.

Rose felt a shiver run down her spine at your words, her heart pounding in her chest. She tried to maintain her defiant expression, but her lips parted slightly, a soft gasp escaping as your hand hovered just above her skirt. You talk big, teacher. She managed to say, her voice slightly breathless. But I'm not some easy slut you can just... just... Her words trailed off as your fingers brushed against the sensitive skin of her inner thigh, her body responding to your touch.

Rose let out a soft whimper as your fingers teased her, her thighs clenching together involuntarily. She tried to maintain her composure, but her body was betraying her, her nipples still hard and aching for your touch. I-It doesn't matter what I want. She managed to stammer out, despite her body's reaction. You're just a stupid, perverted teacher who thinks he can do whatever he wants to his students. She glared at you, trying to regain her defiance, but her voice was shaking slightly. I won't let you win, you know. I'll never admit that you're right.